do it Everything flow, everything fluid Stupid with the raps, but the raps never stupid Trakk on the music, SLR ruthless And the next whip is that Ferrari cart Game
dog stop being tense if you aint talking bout Rash we aint got nothing in common f-ck that and thats just common sense what the [Pusha T] Came in the game
on lye I came way too far to f-ck it up now Text from my mom said "me and your grandma proud" I'm way too deep in the game to go sit back in the crowd
milli-me But they ain't fo' that rat-tat-tat-tat My bullets sing like they registered at ASCAP Need I say more (?) Everything i do exotic (?) Mr. Red
put me on the 12 play when I was just a baby Look I need a hood girl Real hood girl to handle all night From behind I don't play no game of mine
Busta Kellz put me on the 12 play when I was just a baby Look I need a hood girl Real hood girl to handle all night From behind I don't play no game of
Yeah Hey yo trick How you gonna come up wit something like this, man? Yeah, when this come on They'll be like, "Uh huh", ha ha Red zone Yo, B2K Yo, where
clapped n**** Front on me and get clapped Front on him and get clapped Front on us and get clapped Get clapped, get clapped I know this feel different 'cause everything
show me how them lips feel I'm shinin' cause I'm clinin' on the strip still And I grip steel, still keep the clip steel Everything I spit real, everything I spit ill Everything
that though, it's too late Now the Feds knocking at your door, you took the bait They got taps on your mobile phone They do surveillance all around your home Now ya pawnin' everything
had me in the LQ, yo, shit was mad bumpin' Rappers on the mic was like settin' off somethin' Now parties like this yo God I like lougin' observin' everything
groupies I thought they was comin' through To do everything we want 'em to Supposed to be all good when they get here Break niggas off, bitch we real playas Baby in the red
the mic nigga, fuck these hoes Yeah, I'm thinkin' back 'fore a nigga just came up Playin' games with the bitches Thought a nigga might change but I was tight thinkin' everything
a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) A certified hairdresser Mama Mia Known on the streets for drama When my bitches meet some heat they call Mama And I'm comin', gunnin' everything
route around the pole on her hands and her knees 18 half black and half Vietnamese Looking like she taste better than Kola and milk With the dirty red
the streets When we talking business, talking on the phone cease Feds listening to conversations through my own star piecing puzzles together solving homocides ? Dice game chatter, better bring your stash out Red
money, gimme jewels, everything Ayyo, you with the long hair, is it yours? I guess so, got a reciept- paid for Got anymore lipstick? I'm sick of red Get
when im with her I tell her im the nigga that she need not a needy ass nigga the game don't get any realer I just want the red outside black stripes